Mostrar mensagens com a etiqueta Pogues. Mostrar todas as mensagens
Mostrar mensagens com a etiqueta Pogues. Mostrar todas as mensagens

sexta-feira, dezembro 09, 2016

quarta-feira, dezembro 18, 2013

Fairytale of New York

Depois de tantos anos, continuo a adorar isto.

sexta-feira, abril 01, 2011

The Pogues - Rainy night in Soho



I've been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I've cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways
We watched our friends grow up together
And we saw them as they fell
Some of them fell into Heaven
Some of them fell into Hell
(...)


Now the song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
Still there's a light I hold before me
You're the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams

quinta-feira, dezembro 03, 2009

fairytale of new york

A primeira música que ouvi hoje, logo que liguei o rádio do carro... The Pogues e Kirsty MacColl: Fairytale of New York

sábado, outubro 24, 2009

A rainy night in Soho

I've been loving you a long time Down all the years, down all the days And I've cried for all your troubles Smiled at your funny little ways We watched our friends grow up together And we saw them as they fell Some of them fell into Heaven Some of them fell into Hell I took shelter from a shower And I stepped into your arms On a rainy night in Soho The wind was whistling all its charms I sang you all my sorrows You told me all your joys Whatever happened to that old song To all those little girls and boys Now the song is nearly over We may never find out what it means But there's a light I hold before me And you're the measure of my dreams The measure of my dreams Sometimes I wake up in the morning The gingerlady by my bed Covered in a cloak of silence I hear you in my head I'm not singing for the future I'm not dreaming of the past I'm not talking of the first time I never think about the last Now the song is nearly over We may never find out what it means Still there's a light I hold before me You're the measure of my dreams The measure of my dreams The Pogues Para lembrar um tempo em que tudo era ainda a feijões...

quinta-feira, junho 25, 2009

sayonara

Ao passar na casa da Hipatia, não pude deixar de me lembrar de duas pessoas que eram - e talvez ainda sejam - fãs dos Pogues. Ambas "partiram" da minha vida sem aviso. É caso para dizer "Sayonara"...